This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
If you were a Panda and I were a Koala and we had a baby, it'd be a falafel. Just think about that.
you guys are cousins why the FUCK are your pants off
He kept starring at my ass and repeating "Its Just a beautiful piece of artwork."
in the 'for' section of the check i put "when we got drunk and broke things". again im sorry.
I can actually hear my brain cells scream as they die when she speaks.
After waking up today, I would like to find the Jesus preachers on campus to ask for help in asking for forgiveness to God.
I'm pretty sure getting a blow job behind a bar in Rome while her little sister is throwing up in a dumpster not 5 feet away, gives entirely new meaning to the phrase "When in Rome"
he just flipped me off the bed, said "deal with it", and came on me.
Unless you have figured out how to blow me through the phone don't drunk dial me.
The only difference is Iv never super glued straws to your nipples.
You took photos of my underwear around London the day after! THAT was too soon.
I wore heels to a golf store in hopes of getting laid. I've hit a new all time low.
I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.
Three times. Three times I left home yesterday in search for sex, and three times I returned un-orgasmed.
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